Saturday, June 2, 2018

A Wasted Day

Today I just haven't been able to get the gears to mesh together in the correct way. They've whirred and spun uselessly, making noise but getting nowhere.
Or at least that's how it feels.

And I just deleted about six paragraphs of Bitchy McBitch Bitchiness about things that annoy me, mostly religion but also the phrase, "You got this!"
Do I even need to say what I think about that?
Isn't that the hip new version of God doesn't give us more than we can bear?

See- this is what I'm doing-  I'm using my own frustration and feelings of worthlessness and inadequacy to point out the faults in others. Now a lot of people have made a fortune with this technique. Think Donald Trump. Think Howard Stern.
I, however, am never going to make a fortune with any technique. Not culinary, not literary, not domestic, not sexual.
Nope. Not gonna happen.

Meanwhile, I finished Maggie's dress and the buttonhole situation looks like hell and if I had any pride at all I'd throw the whole thing away but I don't have much pride so now I'm just embroidering the dress which will scream, My grandmother made this and she is old and getting senile!

I don't have one damn thing to say beyond that except that no, I do not enjoy getting older. Not one damn bit. And that I've lost my wireless headset somewhere in this house BECAUSE I AM GETTING OLD AND CAN'T REMEMBER SHIT. Like, the other day I went to put my folded laundry away only to discover that I already had done that and I was like, "Wow! Thanks, Myself!"

I'm going to go cut up vegetables.

Love...Ms. Moon


26 comments:

  1. Take a nap....go outside and scream....watch a YouTube video of a returning serviceman surprising his little girl and sob like you've never sobbed before...take another nap. Words of advice AND how I spent my day. And NO! I don't got this!

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    1. I don't got this either.
      I started watching a Netflix doc on yet another unsolved murder while I embroidered. That was pretty much the therapy I needed. I avoided a nap because I want to sleep like the dead tonight.

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  2. Mary, I am glad that you are still here. I will catch up reading. All is well with us. We are also getting older--better than the alternative--but it still is not great with knees hurting and so on. I am still active with boat and horses. My wife remains the gardener with her flower. I miss blog friends but have really no time or inclination to blog again. I will simply pop in when I think of you and others. Love to all.

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    1. SYD! Oh my goodness! I was just thinking of you the other day and wondering how in the world you were doing. I was thinking of how you and your wife gardening and hoping that all was well with you. Thank you SO much for popping by and leaving a comment. And yes, I am very much still here. I probably have more grandchildren than the last time you visited but mostly everything is about the same. Family, chickens, garden, life.
      You know.
      Yes, you do.

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  3. Just reading the sentence, You Got This made me angry. I fucking hate those words. My cousin had a major stroke at 43. Mary, he is a total mess. He can never live alone ever again and now goes to a group of people with head injuries to learn things like how to talk and do the most basic activities of daily living. He needs help with dressing and eating. Some fuckwad wrote that nasty sentence on his Facebook page. From a papered chef that taught at the university to... well, let’s just say saying you got this is just cruel.

    I also despise the term baby daddy. The fuck?

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    1. Yeah- and saying, "You got this" seems to imply that whoever said it is now off the hook. It's cruel, stupid, and ridiculous. I can deal with, "I got this!" because that's positive and affirmative. I am so sorry about your cousin. And I still can't comment on your blog, Birdie! It pisses me off!

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  4. Mary Moon, I adore you. Please don’t be mad that your comment on the buttonhole situation and ensuing embroidery made me laugh. Maggie is going to love that dress. And Lily, too, will cherish it.

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    1. Nothing makes me happier than knowing that people laugh at what I write. Or say, actually. Next lifetime I am definitely going to be a comedian. With a filthy, filthy mouth.

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  5. I too laughed at the button hole and embroidery! Luckily Maggie is too little to get sarcastic grandma comments. And thanking myself, I must try that. I talked to a friend this morning and again about 6 pm and I totally forgot I talked to her and was repeating the same things. Do I have to write down what I did and said as well as what I am going to do now????

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    1. We should have a community blog where we all just write in and tell stories on ourselves about what crazy shit we've done lately. It would make us all feel so much better.

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    2. We can call it The Confessional, and our stories could be rewarded with bread and wine :D

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  6. Love ya Mary. Agree with all you say. Not been commenting due to being ill decrepit and old All of them suck. You got this is my arse! xxx

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    1. Is that you, Maggie? I'm sorry you're ill. I was listening to an interview with David Sedaris the other day and he used the word "decrepitude" and I thought, yeah, that is exactly where I'm headed.

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    2. Yes it'd me Decrepitude is right. Maggi xxx

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  7. My laundry forgetfulness tends to run in the other, less satisfying direction.

    I met a friend of my grandmother's yesterday, who has early signs of dementia, and she seemed so much more together than I am.

    I would cheerfully burn 'you got this!' at the stake, though. The number of times I've seen people pour out their desperation and misery in a cry for help, and some fucker chirpily responds with 'you got this!' as if that's somehow meant to help their desperate 'help, I can't cope' plea. Is this what we say to people on fire, now, we don't even acknowledge it hurts?

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    1. Exactly, Jo! On the "you got this" bullshit. How in hell is that supposed to make anyone feel better?
      So far, I seem to forget things I have done rather than forget to do things. I mean, I DO forget to do things but no more often than I ever did. I spend half my life though, wondering whether or not I've done this or that. It's hell.

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  8. as I am told by others when I feel like I've wasted a whole day...no day is wasted. just because you didn't build the Taj Mahal blah blah blah. I've wasted a whole week and a half writing up the posts about my trip.

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    1. Well, there's a lot of relativity between doing absolutely nothing and building the Taj Mahal. And your post writing has not been wasted time in my opinion. I am enjoying those posts immensely. Plus, I bet you've been doing a lot of other stuff too. And it's just too damn hot to go outside. I just tried to go work in the garden and then I felt like I was dying so forget that.

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  9. I'm not sure I've ever heard "You got this!" That must be some expression that arose after I left the states! Does some annoying famous person say it? I'm sorry you lost your headset! I'm sure it will resurface but I hope it does so sooner rather than later.

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    1. Reason number ten thousand you should be glad you got out of the states. No, I'm not aware of any famous person who uses that phrase. I've mostly seen it on Facebook where it's just thrown out any time any one is having a very hard time. Glen found my headset on the couch. Ooh boy.

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  10. Other than not recognizing the face in the mirror, and needing to go to bed earlier than I ever have (but there's a perk: I've always wanted to be an early riser and now I am!), I haven't minded getting older. Yet.
    -Kate, spring chicken at 59

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    1. Yes. I remember 59. It was a lot easier than 63, almost 64 is. I can't imagine what 80 must be like but I seriously doubt I'll live long enough to find out.

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  11. "You got this" is one of my absolute least favorite things that people say to me at least weekly. I always want to say, "How about YOU get this, and I'll cheer for you?" Even though I'm only 54, I'm probably a hell of a lot more cantankerous than you. And I used to love a good rant from The Church of the Batshit Crazy on a Sunday. Why don't you go at it? I need saving out here on the left coast.

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    1. Just did a small rant on "THE church." Enjoy!

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  12. We actually need to have days like these. Imagine life being only smooth and boring. Grrrr.

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    1. You are right. I suppose each and every day has its purpose. We just need to recognize this. Either that or we need to be comfortable with the fact that purpose isn't everything.

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